Ode to a lovey

Each twin has a lovey. My mother-in-law made cute taggie blankets for Easter. Keira's was pink; Colin's was blue. Keira claimed both. Colin didn't mind because he took a liking to those Gerber burp rags.

They rarely like to be away from their loveys for long. When you tell them to go get their loveys, they walk over and grab their comfort object. However, we do find them on the floor a lot, and it's very cute to see Colin pick up Keira's lovey and walk it over to her, and vice versa. Keira will also pick up Colin's boo-boo (pacifier) and give it to him, although usually then she likes to take it back and walk away.

On their first day of daycare, I packed 2 taggies and 2 gerber cloths in the diaper bag. But we forgot to mention who gets what. The daycare people assumed that the gerber cloths really were to be used as burp rags, so they only pulled out the pink and blue taggie blankets. Going off of colors, they handed Keira the pink one and Colin the blue one. The next day, Keith mentioned to them how the loveys really work. The daycare person said that made a lot of sense now as to why Colin looked at the taggie and then tried to hand it back to her.

The lovey queen has had two additions to her collection (a purple one and a mini-blue one). Upon seeing a lovey, she insists on having it immediately, regardless of the fact that she may already have one in each hand. On Tuesday, when I was home from work taking care of sick kids (again), I watched her at nap time. She would slowly push her lovey bit by bit out between the crib slats until it fell to the ground, then promptly burst into tears.


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